After Bonnie's outburst, everything got quiet. Quieter than I could handle. Not just quiet actually, it got awkward too. Caroline had Tyler and I have lunch there at the Grill- her treat, she said, but I ended up for paying for myself anyway -_-
Caroline also tried to make it less awkward for me by talking about random stuff and cracking lame jokes, but it was no use. Tyler too held my hand and kept giving me that god like smile every fifteen minutes which I would die for any other day, but today it did not help. At all. After Bonnie screamed at me in front of the whole Grill, I don't think anything could put me in a good mood.
A long while later when I was about to leave, Tyler kissed my cheek and smiled at me. I got up to leave but someone caught my shoulder, stopping me. I looked to my right to see Vickie death glaring at me. She must have seen Tyler kiss my cheek and gotton jealous.
Even after all that bad mood I was in, I smirked at her. She glared and hissed, "I thought you were at least a little decent, but no, I was wrong. You are a complete slut!" She screamed. "Don't you know Tyler is taken? Don't you know he loves me?"
I laughed, "Oh darling, there was never anything between you and him, and there never will be. He never really liked you anyway!"
Her eyes widened and she looked hurt, she looked at Tyler and whispered, "Is this true Tyler? Is she actually saying the truth that you never loved me?"
Oh god, so much drama! I wanted to scream at her face that Tyler had just been using her, but I didn't. I had already made this difficult for Tyler and I wouldn't want him more pissed. I looked over at him and I wanted so bad to laugh. He looked as if he wanted to dissappear from here.
"Tyler?" Vickie whispered.
"Um..." Was Tyler's very smart response.
I laughed and so did Caroline while Stefan gave me a disapproving look and Elena looked like she was deciding which team she was on. When no one said anything for the longest while, Stefan spoke, "Vickie, I think-"
He was cut off by Vickie, "Shut up Stefan! I don't want to know what you think. I just want to know what Tyler thinks, alright?"
A little frightened of Vickie, Stefan nods and I laugh out loud. I mean, who would think that a vampire would be scared of a silly love sick human?
Finally Tyler speaks, "Vickie, I liked you. But we were no where near love. I think you're beautiful, smart, funny and caring but I also think that we are just not right for each other. I think it was better when we were just friends."
I chuckled, Tyler sure knew how to sound convicing, but appearently not convincing enough. Vickie glared at himand then muttered, "Go to hell Tyler. You used me and now you're making up excuses. I'm thanking god I saw this side of you before we got really serious."
I burst out laughing, earning a glare from Stefan. Tyler on the other hand looked the exact poker face. "Vickie believe me, I never used you..."
My laughter doubled at this. Stefan walked to me and then looked at everyone else, "Uh, Megan and I are just gonna take off. See you later guys!"
"But I dongonafo!" I tried to say, but it came out totally un-understandable because Stefan kept his hand over my mouth so I couldn't speak.
Finally when we were far away- and believe me, I struggled to speak- Stefan removed his hand from my mouth. "Ah, finally Stefan! Thank you for letting me speak!"
He didn't say anything just walked me to my car, put me in and ordered me to drive home. Not in a mood to go back anyway, I listened and started driving.
As I neared, I saw a cemetry. It has been here since ever but I haven't come since mom died. Mustering the courage, I parked my car out and went in. Not knowing what to do, I sat under a tree and closed my eyes and concentrated on Mother Nature. Not more than a few seconds later, all the leaves and dirt in here started whirling around. I smiled at the smell of dirt, I loved it.
Around an hour later, when I was just lazing around in cemetry, I heard footsteps. My eyes widened. Quickly getting up and brushing the dirt off my clothles, I frantically looked around for some place to hide- I did not want people to think I hang out with dead people.
Just at times like these, I wish I was Harry Potter. That guy is just so cool, he can get invisibe, anytime. All he needs is that peice of cloth to cover him, but sadly, in real world witchesdon't get to use all that cool stuff.
I was pacing around like a maniac when I feel a hand tap my shoulder. Frightened I turn around and my eyes literally pop out when I see- my mom.
Um no, just kidding. It was Jeremy. He stared at me and thats when I got concious. I must look retareded. My hair was in a mess and I was covered in dirt. Perfect, just how every girl wanted to look.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
Smartly, I responded, "I could ask you the same."
"Well, I um... came here to pay my dead parents a visit."
"Oh," I mumble, instantly feeling bad. "I'm so sorry your parents died! You and Elena are so young! This is so sad!"
"I know," he whispered almost crying.
Oh god, he can't be crying. Slowly and hesitantly, I took a step forward and pulled him into a hug. "Jeremy, I'll be here for you." I whispered.
"Thanks." He whispered back and slowly pulled back. Then he nervously looked around, figiting with the flowers he had in his hand.
"Oh!" I said getting the signal, "I'll leave... you know, give you s little privacy." I said and started to walk away.
But then I heard him say, "No Megan, stay! I'd like some company in here."
I smiled and nodded.
An hour later, I was at the door of the boarding house. Jeremy and I stayed in the cemetry, next to each other, holding hands. He told me about his parents. I admired how his parents loved him so much, but I felt sorry too. I knew how it felt to lose your parents so young and so I knew how bad it was for him.
I kicked the door open- literally kicked it open and walked in like a boss. "I'm home!" I screamed to no one in particular really.
No one answered anyway. Feeling the need to take a bath, I walked to my room to my bathroom and turned on the tap to check if the water was hot. I flew back almost five metres when the ice cold water touched my fingers. "Ah!" I whispered/screamed.
If I could, I would skip the getting clean part but then looking down at the dirt stuck to my clothes, I decided I will use Damon's shower. He wouldn't mind. I quickly took out comfy sweat pants and a tank top and walked into Damon's shower.
Around half hour later, after finishing his shampoo and conditioner, I got out. As I stepped out, I realized the lightes in his room were off. That is funny, they were on when I was here last time. Must be Damon, I decided.
As, I started walking out to the little light fighting it's way through the door, I was suddenly pulled back by my waist. I gasped but my mouth was covered by a hand. The muscular arms urgently pushed me to the wall. "Da-Damon?" I stuttered.
I husky chuckle escaped his lips, "Guess again, love."
My eyes widened in astonishment at how familiar this voice was. But of course, my mind couldn't place him. How convinient.
When I didn't respond for the longest time, he sighed. "I see, still stuck up on that little arrogant vampire."
I wanted to scream no, but I was scared. I didn't answer and once again, he sighed. Slowly, but hesitantly, watching my every move, he got off me.
"I'll see you soon. And that time I shall make sure you remember me. Good bye until then, my beautiful."
And then just like nothing happened, he vanished into thin air.
Just after that incident, I was making myself tacos. Yeah, don't judge me. I like to eat when I'm scared. That's when the front door opened and immediately I ducked down hoping I was hidden, I didn't want that English freak coming in and spotting me again.
But thankfully, it was just Damon. I stood up again and saw his amused face. But then he probably remembered he was mad at me and his smile vanished replaced by a scowl. This was just frustrating. What did I even do?
I had to find out. "Hi Damon! How was your day?"
He gave me a look that told me he was doubting my sanity, but that was just stupid. He already knew I was insane. "First, we- you and I don't do greetings mostly. Second, why the hell should I tell you?"
"Ah, so still mad, are we?" I said sompletely formal. "Damon, as much as I hate to say this. I BEG you to tell me what I did."
He laughed,"Never in more than a whole century did I think you would beg me to do something."
"Uh... I didn't beg you to do something, I begged you to say something. But that is totally beside the point. All I wanna know is why you're mad. Don't make it harder for me than it already is."
He chuckled. "Megan..."
And that was when he saw the tacos.
"Tacos? What happened Megan?" He asked, his tone dead serious.
I laughed, Damon, my protective brother. "Nothing." I said, trying my best to ignore it. But I guess my nervous smile gave it away.
"Megan Annabelle Salvatore." He said sternly. "What happened?"
Oh no, he used the whole name. "Nothing!" I said not knowing what to say.
He chuckled. No not the 'you're so funny chuckle' it was the 'I'm frustrated, better tell me whats wrong chuckle.' "Megan, I've known you all my life. I know for a fact that you only eat tacos when you're upset or scared. I know that you were trying to hide when I entered. I know that very formal tone you were using, hoping I don't get the hint of how frightened you are from your voice. I know that nervous smile you gave me because you were worried I would realize something was wrong. I know you're looking away from me, avoiding eye contact because I've figured out something is wrong."
Oh god, how did he do this? Trust me, he wasn't this smart. Even when all this was happening, I couldn't help but wonder, in the back of my mind, that he knew so much about me and I felt happy about it. "Uhh..." Was my genius response.
He just smiled when he realized he was right. ''Megan, like l said l know you better than yourself. Now do us both a favor and tell me whats wrong this instant." He said so seriousy, that for a second, I forgot he was just Damon.
"Damon..." I sighed, "Why do you wanna know? I mean, you are angry with me after all... right?"
He shook his head, "I am angry Megan, but did you try to think why I am angry?"
I thought about it, but seeing how I did nothing, nothing came to mind. "No."
"Whatever, now listen. Even when I'm mad, I want you to know, I will not tolerate it if you don't tell me what makes you upset or scared. Understand?"
I nodded, but again, at the back of my mind I couldn't help but feel happy he was being so nice. "Understood."
He smiled. And this wasn't his famous smirk, it was a simple, genuine smile which melted my heart. "Okay the, tell me now please?"
I spent the next few minutes explaining to him what had happened. When I finish, he looks like he's going to murder someone.
"How could you not get a close look at him? Some guy breaks into a vampires house- MY house to be precise- and scares YOU! Who has the guts? Megan, anything? Anything at all? Any clue?"
I thought about it until I realized, "He was definitely strong and looked like he knew what he was doing. He also sounded like he knew me. No, not sounded like, he definitely knew me. And he had an english accent."
Damon nodded, "Anything more? His hair? Height? Anything? Will you be able to recognize him if you see him?"
"I'll get his voice." I confirmed.
He nodded and then got up. "Okay, let me know if something like that happens again."
He was about to walk away, but now was my chance, "Damon, uh... now that we're on talking terms again, why were you angry?"
He gazed into my eyes for the longest minute before sighing and whispering, "Megan, listen." He paused and then took a deep breath to continue, "I was mad..."
*Tyler Lockwood*
I was so mad! After everything... after everything Megan went off to Jeremy Gilbert, that excuse for a boyfriend. Please, that excuse for a teenager!
I was just driving by the cemetry when I spotted her car. I got down to check if she was okay and what I saw told me she was beyond okay. Jeremy and her sat on the grass, both covered in dirt, messy hair, holding hands, smiling at each other as if in a cheesy romance movie. What I thought, anyone would think.
Angrily I got back home. I really liked Megan, and now well, I think what Bonnie said was right. What does she even think of herself? I left Vickie for her! And Vickie is pretty hot- but that's not the point.
The point is, she cheated on me.
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So that's another chapter by damons_girl21. Yeah, it was damons_gurl's turn, but she's got exams and classes and babysitting to do. And she was so busy, so I decided I could write her chapter.
So just please tell me you thought it was Damon for a second when you were reading it- the guy who pushed her against the wall and called her 'love.' Because, I swear, I was going to write Damon but right when I start typing, I type something else and so decide to continue with what I was writing.
Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter, if you did,you know what to do- vote, comment and fan!!! I would love you forever if you did that!!!
Next chapter should be updated next week... i guess.
Hasta la vista until then,
damons_girl21